The other side left with their people.
Li Su said nothing and returned straight to his own camp.
The outcome of this battle had undoubtedly caught many by surprise, and quite a few gazes changed—Kunsheng in particular, whose brow could not help but crease slightly.
He had an agreement with the Black Mountain Sect, but Li Su's strength had clearly exceeded his expectations.
Very strong!
Their gazes were razor-sharp and unhindered by space, while the two had fought only in the shallow layers of the Other Shore, without venturing into its depths.
Thus, everyone had seen Li Su's final move.
That blow had been rather outrageous. He had actually crushed Lu Feng, the Black Mountain Sect's prodigy, to death with his bare hands, shattering even his body.
And that had not been some "technique"!
It had been sheer strength crushing the opponent—absolute violence, squeezing him apart with bare hands.
Lu Feng's realm had clearly been higher, yet he had been overwhelmed by Li Su. The only explanation was that there was something abnormal about Li Su's stars, something far beyond expectations.
Lu Feng possessed thirteen flames, with two phenomena at perfection. Coupled with his seventh realm of Seeking the Dao, the power of his world exceeded twenty.
For Li Su to overpower him through brute force alone, he must have traveled very far down the Mythical Path. Though their junior brothers had long suspected that he had perhaps attained legend and stepped into the mythical extreme unseen for a thousand years, with foundations so deep they were terrifying.
Now, it seemed that rumor was likely true. Otherwise, there was no explaining why he was so powerful.
"This rate of progress is a little too unbelievable!"
"I heard that just a few years ago, he was only at the Golden Core